Siyan walked down a deserter road, he looked into a smashed mirror at him self, "Well even if you are older then the dirt on your cloths, you still are one handsome devil" he laughed, he couldn't think what he looked like, she had a small gray tint, his wings where hidden and had pointed ears, he didn't look like he did when his kind roamed free, but even if he did no one would recognize him. He walked down some more and smelt decay, 'i hate picking from the dead, but you do have you have to' he told him self.When he opened the door he saw a human, "oh this is to grand," he nearly laughed when he said this, theman turned around. "Now what the hell", he lifted his rifle and pointed it st siyan. He began to twirl around his cane, "The night phantom, the one that wonders the streets, the one that makes you cry in your sleep, the one that follows the nights wind, the one with the devilsh grin, said to kill you and eat your soul, the night phantom" the man's face was filled with sweet, "the last thing you see, is his spinning cane, the night phantom, to fast to shoot, to fast to run, so start praying son, the night phantom is here and can't be killed by a gun" the man started to fire, as his face lit with panic. Siyan just laughed harder, as the bullets drooped to the ground, "I just love that song" he said as he took the man in his hands in less then a second, his face was serious and stern, he stabbed the man and then bit his neck. The mans body fell life less, as siyan wiped his face clean, he was licking his fingers when he saw a girl, "another one, two meals in one night"